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I went a comic book convention this weekend as a last resort to live my life before starting work in the medical ICU. Seriously. It felt great to live again! (with a bit of sarcasm).
Nevertheless i got very excited about comic book which i haven't thought about in ages. I even contemplated going back the next day dressed as spike. I saw a few minutes of Watchmen. I went home with $50 worth of manga.
Linda called middle of last week. I was in clinic and didnt recognize the phone number right away. She sounded very sad and strangely enough she chose me as the one to talk about it. It turned out she's breaking up with her boyfriend and ultimately it was because he didn't have a professional degree. He's korean, charming, and a gentleman. Too bad he's not a doctor, lawyer, or a PhD. We didn't talk for long before she calmed down and went back to studying for her boards. I didn't have much to say to her. I didn't have much sympathy for her. I guess i just dont have that feeling for her.
A friend of mine called to tell me about the job he's vacating because he knew i had no set plans for next year. The salary is bare minimum but the work is cupcake and officially i would be an associate professor. Me a professor i can not imagine. The job sounded so good. I started daydreaming about walking to work with my ipod and being done by lunch time. But i started worrying that i would forget everything and my brain would rot after a year of cupcake clinics and video game marathons. I am really having second thoughts about taking a six figure job where i work 8 hours a day and have free weekends in new york city. What is wrong with this picture?
I somehow picked up this reputation of being a serial dater. Looking back this year i guess i have been with a few women. This woman now is mature, funny, and intimate. I dont see it working out for me.
i have an urge to be closer to home but dont want to be there permanently. Does anyone sympathize that i never get what i want?
Nevertheless i got very excited about comic book which i haven't thought about in ages. I even contemplated going back the next day dressed as spike. I saw a few minutes of Watchmen. I went home with $50 worth of manga.
Linda called middle of last week. I was in clinic and didnt recognize the phone number right away. She sounded very sad and strangely enough she chose me as the one to talk about it. It turned out she's breaking up with her boyfriend and ultimately it was because he didn't have a professional degree. He's korean, charming, and a gentleman. Too bad he's not a doctor, lawyer, or a PhD. We didn't talk for long before she calmed down and went back to studying for her boards. I didn't have much to say to her. I didn't have much sympathy for her. I guess i just dont have that feeling for her.
A friend of mine called to tell me about the job he's vacating because he knew i had no set plans for next year. The salary is bare minimum but the work is cupcake and officially i would be an associate professor. Me a professor i can not imagine. The job sounded so good. I started daydreaming about walking to work with my ipod and being done by lunch time. But i started worrying that i would forget everything and my brain would rot after a year of cupcake clinics and video game marathons. I am really having second thoughts about taking a six figure job where i work 8 hours a day and have free weekends in new york city. What is wrong with this picture?
I somehow picked up this reputation of being a serial dater. Looking back this year i guess i have been with a few women. This woman now is mature, funny, and intimate. I dont see it working out for me.
i have an urge to be closer to home but dont want to be there permanently. Does anyone sympathize that i never get what i want?